MilkMan The PaperBoy - It Has to Be The Milk

They ask me why I'm so high I say it has to be the Milk
No diamonds on me dancing but my rhymes be smooth as silk
If you wanna come and cop I can make you up a whole meal
If you come and cop a couple I just might throw you a deal
Yea I never have to escalate
My plug he drives an Escalade
My packs touch down they never late
I'm serving up that good gas, yea I'll never do a switch and bait
Drinking Milk like it's Gatorade
And I'm still with the same team I never did request a trade
Down bad your homies looking quite sad
You big mad
MilkMan smoking big gas with big bags, big straps
Homie what you coming for
Give me space no underscore
I'm coming out the dungeon boy boutta cause a thunderstorm
Bring your crew and a hundred more
I'm hitting shots like 24
Got some bands in a dresser drawer the IRS can't ask me for
You'll never see me capping when I pull up to the booth
Cause it's MilkMan The PaperBoy and I'm the fucking truth
And I do this for my team,
Yea my Milk is in its prime but I'm still making cheese
Yea, you know what I fucking mean
Now I'm just being honest
My packs took off like a comet
Now I'm on it
You can't stop it boy I heard your shit was garbage
I was down bad, on my luck
But I don't give a fuck, cause now it's up
Now I just want a Bentley truck, for the squad like a bus
Shakespeare of the trap, I wrote all the fucking plays
Romeo and Juliet I fell in love and made it bae
I'm a good guy, and a fucking wise guy
A spread her fucking thighs guy
Your bitch she yelling hi hi
I'm stacking till its sky high
My it gas looking tie dye
And let's keep it fucking straight
I'm telling no fucking lies guy
Imma stay one hundo, until they put me undo
I'm coming from the underground right to your fucking front door
And I don't have to front boy cause I do it for my home boys
It's MilkMan The PaperBoy and imma leave this shit destroyed
First things first but now it's last things last
Boy when I'm rolling blunts I'm rolling them shits up to pass
When we rolling up we can do a little puff puff pass
Or you can hit it until you smoke enough to have to ash
I don't care boy but either way I'm celebrating another day
I'm doing another victory lap cause I really moved a ton of weight
I swear the game it scared me straight
We getting married, save the date
Tom and Jerry do the race
All this Milk it sent me straight to space
Watched your girl's only fans on my Oculus
Now she wants to suck my cockulus
Yea I'm so fucking out of this
I'm hotter than a
Motherfucking sauna smoking marijuana
I got ganja, and we fucking up these commas running up these fucking dollas
If I see your bitch I holla, you gotta keep her on a collar
I was born to be a baller but I was raised to be a scholar
If it were me vs the world then it's me that I would choose
Cause it's MilkMan The PaperBoy you know you're gonna lose

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MilkMan PaperBoy

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